[Intro] The shop signs dim; the shutters roll Three, two, one — the doors swing wide I follow with the crowd inside [Verse 1] Midnight settles over Shibuya town Wet receipts are turning brown Screens still blink their red and blue But every face looks passing through Sneakers, watches, gold on glass A price tag swings as people pass I lift a jacket, check the seam Then set it down like someone else's dream [Instrumental: long electric Asian ensemble solo riff, erhu, guzheng, dizi] [Pre-Chorus] The doors keep opening and closing The hour hand keeps moving on I came to buy a little feeling And left before I found one [Chorus] Black Friday in Tokyo The last train hums beneath the road I carry bags I hardly know Through streets that feel so far from home Black Friday in Tokyo The signs come down, the windows go dark I thought a bargain might fill the space But it only left a smaller mark [Verse 2] Down in Ginza, glass catches rain A clerk folds shirts and smooths each crease again The coffee cools beside my hand I watch the buses leave as planned A loose red ribbon on the floor One tired guard beside the door I bought the headphones, missed the call Your name still waits above them all [Pre-Chorus] Elevators drift up empty Escalators carry no one home I hear the city breathing slowly And feel how long I've been alone [Chorus] Black Friday in Tokyo The last train hums beneath the road I carry bags I hardly know Through streets that feel so far from home Black Friday in Tokyo The signs come down, the windows go dark I thought a bargain might fill the space But it only left a smaller mark [Rap Break] Swipe, then stop; the screen goes pale A paper handle starts to fail Shinjuku fades behind the glass A tired train lets midnight pass My wallet's light, my hands are full The station air is gray and cool I made it through the crowded show Still don't know where I meant to go [Bridge] Wait a minute — what did I buy? A little blue dog with its plastic wings Three new jackets, one gold shoe And no good answer when I think of you Oh no, the card slips from my hand A small receipt curls in the rain One last train pulls out of sight I stand beneath the closing sign [Final Chorus] Black Friday in Tokyo The last train hums beneath the road I carry bags I hardly know Through streets that feel so far from home Black Friday in Tokyo The signs come down, the windows go dark I thought a bargain might fill the space But it only left a smaller mark [Outro] Tokyo, Tokyo, the platform thins The morning waits beyond the glass Bags at my feet, my pockets low I let the final train go Black Friday in Tokyo
